Sri posted yet another beautiful piece on the master in his fb.
"The Master never explained his methods or ways in healing the sick, who came from far away to be treated. He simply used to touch the sick and close his eyes only to mutter a few incoherent words.
The ones who were around him tried hard to listen to what he was saying, but none could grasp what He said, so they ended up making their own postulations.
One of them said to the other, "The Master is uttering mystic syllables, which could be as ancient as Time itself."
Not wanting to be left behind, the other one interjected, "I think He is directly talking to the souls of the patients, to make them whole."
Yet another one jumped in by saying, "I guess He is using the techniques of Pranic Healing to heal them of their diseases."
One after the other, those who were close to the Master, passed a judgement on the Master's methods and ways, but none of them could ever guess the real technique.
Years later when the Master was on his death bed, he called upon a young disciple, who had served him diligently all throughout and he explained the method for him to carry on the lineage.
The Master said, "All you need to do is summon up all your compassion and touch the afflicted ones and say, 'Yours is mine and mine is yours...be healed from now!'
The disciple with tears in his eyes said, "All along, you have been carrying all their mundane baggage on your shoulders and bestowing your spiritual blessings on them?"
The Master simply smiled and gently slipped away in to oblivion.
~ No one will ever carry your burden for you; but it they do, then you are the most blessed creature on this Planet Earth, to have found a true Savior and Guru."